Old city, fresh eyes
We shall not cease from exploration
And the end of all our exploring
Will be to arrive where we started
And know the place for the first time. – T.S. Eliot
A walk in the old city, on empty streets, in a cold day just about to start the winter.
The end of a season, and we still hope for the best.
Salir a caminar a la ciudad vieja, calles vacías y un frío día de otoño.
El final de otra estación y esperando que lleguen días mejores.
Asymmetrical marron tweed skirt: Kate Spade/
Ginger corduroy jacket: Benetton /
Brown tights: Pierre Roberts / Camel wool turtleneck : Express /
White Crossbody Bag: Dooney & Bourke /
Camel ankle boots : Spiral / Suede honey-ginger newsboy cap: Tardan
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